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April 10, 2020


When all the positives are saying ‘yes’,

capture the moment – feel the bliss.

And ride that fast speed, train of survival,

whilst the opportunity exists.


But when all the negatives are saying ‘no’,

one simply has to go with the flow.

And do what can be done just now,

until problems resolve themselves somehow.


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April 1, 2020


No germ laden kisses allowed right now,

though one is permitted a curtsy or bow,


as long as the distance is two metres apart,

from those whom we love, with all of our heart.


And definitely not, any big hugs or squeezes –

only waves from a window, avoiding diseases.


And so it is that, by memories we are consoled,

until this mother of all viruses, can be controlled.


A time to take stock, with a different perspective,

until a cure can be found, that is effective.


This restriction of movement, from freedom we had,

perhaps not such a bad thing, as times had become mad.


When, like headless chickens, without a moment to spare,

we conducted our life, dashing around here and there,


on a roller coaster to nowhere, all stressed out of our head,

and too exhausted to sleep, when finally getting into bed.


Some people are even saying, it’s a population correction,

and who knows if their theories are true?


Though these times surely don’t compare, to previous world wars,

that our ancestors endured, and went through?


So let sense prevail, now faith, once more is shaken,

to help minimize the loss, of life, sadly taken.


As our hearts go to those, with dearest ones lost,

in these desperate days, as we count the cost.


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March 2, 2019


Some say Shakespeare placed commas

where he meant us to pause!

No right way or wrong way,

he made his own laws.


Rap music also

makes it’s own rules,

though a dash never followed

a full stop in high schools.


The problems with apostrophes

puts the mind in overload,

as confusing as dots and dashes

used in Morse code.


A semi-colon, not a buddy

of an exclamation mark.

High treason committed

when brackets used for a lark.


And when capitals miss-used,

it sends some on a rant.

And are italics just there 

to give meaning a slant?


So release all ideas

that into the mind, flood.

Don’t see as a barrier

grammar misunderstood.


For words better written

than left in the head.

Punctuation can follow

when manuscripts put to bed.


No point in an asterisk,

if the other’s gone west.

Thank God this is finished

and now off my chest.


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April 28, 2017


Forever burdened with the truth,

that lies buried deep within.

The layers of yesteryear’s events;

a decadent life of sin.


Forever troubled by a past,

where does one begin,

in putting right what went so wrong?

Sensitivity, paper thin.


Forever imprisoned, perhaps for the best;

take each blow on the chin.

The tide has turned and washed away,

sad tears and old chagrin.


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January 3, 2017


Blame it on such little knowledge,

where truth never enters in.

Blame it on unsettled waters.

Take each blow on the chin.


Blame it on a rumour dancing

rampant, wild and free.

Blame it on the changing wind,

but never, please, on me.


Blame it on a freak of nature

or fate, if you must.

Blame it on ancient history,

and facts now showing rust.


Blame it on a turning tide,

that took all by surprise.

Blame it on a burnt out candle,

too dark, the compromise.


Blame it on volcanic eruption –

hot lava running free.

Blame it on the mighty force,

greater than you or me.


Blame it on an ocean angry,

once a mill pond still.

Blame it on compounded interest.

Obsession pays the bill.


Blame it on a twisted theory,

thought out late at night.

Blame it on a lack of sleep,

where no sheep in sight.


Blame it on a pressure point,

ready to explode.

Blame it on an even number –

what odds to crack the code?


Blame it on a life of listening,

to those unsatisfied.

Blame it on the truth remote –

not seeing the other side.


Blame it on a strange conundrum,

as events unraveled.

Blame it on a full compartment,

whilst standing as one travelled.


Blame it on a tiny gene,

you never would have guessed.

Blame it on unbroken habits,

never laid to rest.


Blame it on uneven ground,

so hellish under foot.

Blame it on a second sense,

ignored, too late, tut-tut.


Blame it on what you will –

the choice is there to take.

Blame it on what takes a fancy,

just don’t keep God awake.


Blame it on a melting snowflake,

far too short it’s stay.

Blame it on a random meeting,

when eyes, too long did stray.


Blame it on a lack of courage,

slipping through the fingers.

Blame it on wrong company –

all those late night clingers.


Blame it on a structured childhood,

too strict, to run free.

Blame it on the devil-may-care,

still inside of thee.


Blame it on the forgone masters,

mapping out ones world.

Blame it on those who knew best –

the dunce in the corner curled.


Blame it on the break for freedom,

that’s there to explore.

Blame it on the chance not taken,

to unlock the door.


Blame it on the ‘what if’ motto,

as hesitancy prevails.

Blame it on oneself, as always-

tortoise versus snails.


Blame it on the game of circles,

that the mind knows well.

Blame it on such low esteem –

success one cannot smell.


Blame it on a crust of eggshells –

sensitivity covering.

Blame it on black jackdaws, crazed,

menacingly hovering.


Blame it on a beam of sunlight,

slowly peeping through.

Blame it on whatever you like,

but see opportunity too.


Blame it on a bout of madness,

that many others know.

Blame it on self-imposed isolation,

or get out there and grow.


Blame it on the easy option,

taken by so many.

Blame it on the charging lemmings –

sense had they  – not any.


Blame it on a life imprisoned,

from a past one can’t escape.

Blame it on the love of failure,

slowly strangled by red tape.


Blame it on a passing stranger –

‘What if, to digest.

Blame it on a sense of duty,

loyalty stands the test.


Blame it on a life fantastic,

played out in disguise.

Blame it on old memories,

alone, the heart still cries.


Blame it on a new discovery,

bouncing around the head.

Blame it on a new day dawning –

the past, forever dead.


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August 31, 2016



So free the mind of everyday clutter.

Forgotten are days of woe.

No returning to muddy waters,

on a tug that sailed long ago.


So free the mind of knotted seaweed,

that the hippocampus knew well.

Now the mind on a voyage of discovery,

without baggage, as heavy as hell.


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April 14, 2016



And people came, hoping to fit in;

a new life willing to begin.


No sea too risky or too deep,

to sap their strength – no time to weep.


Each one battling fear and fright,

for a chance of freedom – knuckles white.


Survivors of life’s cruellest game;

to live in peace their only aim. 





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and sunlight came today;

I gave myself a break,

away from a self absorbed existence –

a breathe of fresh air to partake.


and vision came today;

depression to replace.

My mind flooding with ideas,

I re-joined the human race.


and hope came by today;

a future I could see.

Solitude, a draughty corridor,

that nearly was the death of me.  





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December 26, 2015



The bench, my own

just for tonight.

Warm wooded slats,

the soul, to excite.


Free from the draught

of winter’s bite,

and wind blown leaves,

and doggy shite.



The bench, my own

til morning light.

The sky my ceiling,

twinkling bright.


No mortgage plan.

No rent arrears.

My shower – rain water,

hiding tears.



The bench, my own;

I slept well last night.

And awoke with new hope;

the aroma right.


Near my arm, a Big Mac:

I knew there was a god.

And a can of beer tied with tinsel

left by some kindly sod.





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November 1, 2015



I daily wait

at water’s edge.

My open heart

to him I pledge.


The point at which

we two last kissed,

I return to daily.

I can’t resist.


To recall the moment,

I never tire.

His love alone

all that I desire.


Please God let

his ship return.

And sight of bow

replace the stern.


I daily wait

at water’s edge.

My open heart

to him I pledge.


The one for me,

the only one.

My life on hold

since he’s been gone.




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